Midnight, Kokoro and Zephyr coast are MINE. Everything else isn't.
Midnight talks to himself too much, heh.
A dark figure stood on the cliff of Zephyr Coast. His long, deep purple hair whipped in the wind, his dark blue cloak streaming behind him. Blood dripped from his fingers. He looked down at them with sparkling golden eyes.
"Oh, Midnight… what have you done? You could have saved you sister's life, but… revenge was more important to you." He whispered, his eyes screwing up angrily. Tears ran down his face as he looked back at what happened. "Reala, you complete nightmoron… this was your fault, not mine… but I couldn't even punish you…"
He looked down again at the blood on his wristless hands. It could have been his sister's, it could have been his own… Nightmares, it could have even been Reala's, if he even managed to hit him… "I think I was too busy being torn to ribbons…" he sighed. His chest and arms were covered in claw marks, and his dark blue and gold outfit was stained with blood. But he didn't care. He knew he deserved it. The only person who could beat Reala was NiGHTS.
"NiGHTS… Maybe I should talk to him. I can't go back to Nightmare now… Maybe NiGHTS would let me join him. I'm not sure I agree with what Wizeman is doing anyway…" he frowned thoughtfully. "Come to think of it… I don't think I ever did… its like I've broken the ropes tying me to that place…" he stared, frowning, at the sea.
"Big brother…?" a weak, feminine voice spoke from behind him. Midnight gasped, and looked over his shoulder warily.
"K-Kokoro…? I thought you were dead…" he turned to face her. His eyes opened wide with horror as he saw her properly. One of the horns on her hat was broken, and it hung limply down the side of her head, instead of sticking up straight. Her red and silver costume was torn and her cloak was in shreds. Her sleeves were ripped off up to her upper arm, showing self-inflicted cuts. But worst of all, the hole in her chest was still there. Her heart was still gone. He blinked in disbelief. "Your heart…"
"He… he stole it…" she whimpered, and hung her head.
"B-but why?" Midnight asked, stepping closer to her. She looked up at him, her silver eyes glistening with tears.
"B-because… because I fell in love with him…"